Chpt One: WAKE THE FUCK UP
The sunlight shown through the broken window of the motel room Nobu and her companion DJ shared for the night. DJ was up as soon as the sunlight hit her face, she groaned and struggled to sit up. Her arms felt numb from actually having a good nights sleep since this was the first time she had since the apocolyspe started.
When DJ finally managed to sit up she brushed her hand through her purple and brunette huzed hair; sighing happily as she did so.
DJ pulled off her covers and looked over to where Nobu was laying. She laughed when she was that Nobu was sprald out on the bed with the blood splattered sheats contorted around her limbs, her sleepy smiled only made the gamer snicker more.
"Yo sleepy-ass," she laughed softly as she chucked her pillow at her sleeping friend "Wake the fuck up!"
Nobu stirred in her sleep, groaning and whining about something along the line of "five more minutes tumblr" or something like that. DJ just laughed.
The brunette swung her legs off the side of the bed and she shivered as her bare feet hit the cold wood floor. Her heart was beating low in her chest. She was calmer than normal, more at ease with the world. Nobu grinned as she watched her friend smile in pure content. "I see your becoming more of a morning person now?" she looked up at DJ sleepily.
It was like DJ hadn't even agnoliged that her ginger haired friend had spoken to her. "Hey?" Nobu sat up rubbing her eyes; yawning. "We need to get a move on before anymore of those lil' shit heads decide to make a guest appearance." the lolita laughed.
DJ nodded and stood up. She walked over to her clothe. Dj tied her plaid shirt around her waist, strapped on her gloves, and pulled on her skull bandana over her nose and mouth.
Nobu rolled out of bed landing right on the hard wood floor beside her. "SONOFAFUCK!" she yelled clutching her shoulder in pain. DJ laughed and slipped towards her friend.
She crouched beside her fallen friend who whispered curse words as she twisted on the floor. "Your a real idiot you know that?" she reached over and housed her friend up. Nobu whined once again, letting her friend pick her up off the floor.
Once Nobu was stable she walked over to the small bathroom where she had layed her clothes. She pulled on her sweat-shirt and her goggles. She strapped her pistles to her belt and looked at herself in the broken mirror that hung over the sink. DJ couldn't take her eyes off the pistles. She actually was honestly scared to death of them because she knew that when Nobu shot...she never missed.
"Hey DJ," Nobu's voice brought DJ out of her trance "You ready?" the ginger gestured toward the door. DJ stood up straight and grabbed her bag and bat. "As ready as I'll ever be." she grinned.
They both walked out of the door, closing it behind them and walking down the stairs since the elevator didn't work. Suddenly DJ and Nobu looked up to see the sun shining.
And for once...DJ actually began to think Nobu was right.
Things were starting to look up for them.